If I Could... - The Echoing Green

Senses start to falter

My vision is altered

There’s a blind wind running

Through the trees

My memories

They deceive so cunningly

With no reply

With no reprieve

I try to chase what I believe

Into my mind

Where I lie — that everything’s fine

But if I could…

Turn around

And if I could…

Hear the sound

And if I could…

Feel the ground

Falling beneath me

I don’t want to tell you goodbye

But I don’t want to tell you a lie

This thing…

This aching

Tears my heart and

Cuts me down to size

I don’t remember

A time when things like this

Weren’t so amiss

This abyss

I can’t believe I’m so naive to this